| When I first came to the Lone Star State
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| I must have stuck out like a sore thumb
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| But the people here were nice and friendly
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| And never treated me like another bum
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| Jimmie Rodgers found out first-hand
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| The generosity I found from the start
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| And though I’m not from here
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| Texas has always been in my heart
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| It’s like another country
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| It would take a lifetime to see it all
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| Like the popular saying goes
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| You couldn’t describe much here as «small»
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| I mean to say it’s big
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| But their kindness is off the charts
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| And though I’m not from here
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| Texas has always been in my heart
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| You can almost hear the Comanche drums
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| On the wind across the plain
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| And as for music, everyone knows
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| Bob Wills is still the king
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| They like their fiddles high and lonesome
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| And their rhythms and summers hot
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| And though I’m not from here
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| Texas has always been in my heart
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| Deep in the heart of Texas
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| Is a river called Guadalupe
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| And like that river, my heart
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| Flows in that sacred stoop
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| A land where even a stranger
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| Is treated with warm regards
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| Because although I’m not from here
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| Texas will remain in my heart |